The streets are crowded
With people.
Whispering behind my back.
Secretly watching as they
Gossip about me.
The streets are crowded
With people.
Whispering behind my back.
Making up lies
To try and be popular.
The streets are crowded
With people.
Whispering behind my back.
As I think and wonder
Why do I live
In this ruined world?
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Passed Away Pain by Shalini Samuel
- At Bessemer by Philip Levine
- Владимир Высоцкий – Я любил и женщин и проказы
- The Gardener LV: It Was Mid-Day by Rabindranath Tagore
- Composed on The Eve Of The Marriage Of A Friend In The Vale Of Grasmere by William Wordsworth
- The Castle By The River by Vaishnavi Prakash
- A PASTORAL SUNG TO THE KING by Robert Herrick
- Владимир Бенедиктов – При иллюминации
- Epistle To Mrs Teresa Blount.[On Her Leaving The Town After The Coronation] poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Sir Hugh; Or The Jew’s Daughter poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Less Than The Cloud To The Wind by Sara Teasdale
- Wisdom by William Butler Yeats
- Fuck Israel
- Those seven days by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
- The Triumph Of Achilles by Paul Celan
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